‘Here’s My Mercy’

The Lord is here for the broken. Jesus said that the healthy don’t need to be healed. He didn’t come for the healthy. He came for the sick! What part of this don’t you understand?

Here's My Mercy
 
He† said to have mercy
on you
‒I fought what He† said
for I see you
as a fool
for I see you
as stupid drool
‒a wasted vestibule
that dishonors the gift
dishonors yourself, too
 
He† demands from me
mercy
He† wants me to comfort you
me...to be your place
of refuge
‒I damn well scream
and refuse
for you steal from hands
that help you
for you strangle and use
for you demean and abuse
you are reckless
and dangerous
‒but the Lord†, wants you
as He† wanted saul
 
He† scaled saul
He† will scale your eyes
too
He's† waiting for you
‒in a corner
He's† moving you
into the force of you
‒to heal through and through
 
He† said to have mercy
on you
that He† will heal you
He† will convert all the things
you did do
into good deeds
‒using what's been done to you
what He† put you through
to help others get through
 
I do
what He† wants me to do
if it's mercy given to you
then mercy I will do
 
pride is something
I want to do
but it escapes my drool
‒I can't help
but obey His† rule
 
so do what ya gotta do
 
He's† called you
there's nothing you can do
He'll† scale you
when He's† ready to
‒that's when
mercy
I'll grant to you
for I'll know‒
it is ALL true!

Note: The photographs used are included on God’s Mercy under Messages By way of the Sun, My 555 Lake Visits. After the last Vision, I couldn’t handle what I was being shown, so David started wanting to go for a walk around the lake. It wasn’t long before I realized he wanted me at a certain spot at 5:55. This set of photographs were the beginning of that. I also did a few night ones, where he had me be at that same spot but at 11:11 p.m. It was very interesting. All I can tell you is what David has pointed out in the photographs and what these things mean. So, the photographs replaced the visions for a while. Then there were other places, other photographs taken for various messages. You can discover them all, there are thousands of them on God’s Mercy. You can also learn about the sweet man and what happened with him by reading the testimony which is really long but worth the read if you are open to the spiritual realm of life.

(June 8)—I received a call this morning from a first cousin, Jennifer, who is sitting at the side of her husband, waiting for him to pass to the other side. She is having a difficult time. She knows death. She’s already lost her parents and sister, grandmothers and aunts. She’s comforted others and not many are there to comfort her. This all led to me the New Testament and Jesus!

Oh, how I love me some Jesus! The Sermon on the Mount and the beatitudes which starts with Matthew 5:1-12, read them in your Bible. I  have included them in Book 12, under the piece titled ‘Mercy’s Hallo‘, if you care to get that book. Below is the part of Jesus’ sermon that day that struck me hard this morning.

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‘Mercy Granted’

It is up to the people to understand what is happening and see God. If the people don’t, then they miss the calling to redeem themselves all together. Mercy is the absolute of what God wants from us.

Mercy Granted
 
come to me
I will receive
like hosea and gomer
my love will be relentless
and my mercy great
 
I will take you back
I will live with you
you will live with me
you will be faithful to me
and I will be faithful to you
 
we will put our anger away
we will live in the Lord†
we will carry on in faith
teach others every day
by the smiles
on our face
 
forget about the things
you've done
with me...you've won
my forgiveness abounds
together‒
our love is sound
 
we will set aside
our differences
we will use our talents
to help others
we will stand together
lean on one another
without trying to smother
 
yes, come to me
I'll let you in
follow the path
laid out by God's† hand
as an example
for every woman and man
because God† said
we can

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work (below) was taken October 2, 2019, the Wave warning. The bird…a second later it is gone as in the captions I wrote. These things have happened a lot in these photographs. In a second, the Lord changes things! These photographs were sent to all of us. I haven’t taken many since. I go only when David tells me. He says there’s no need currently.

10.2.2019.17.44.02…the bird is flying into the frame. It should still be there a second later. It is not.
10.2.2019.17.44.03…the bird is gone….1 second.

(June 5)—I wrote this piece before I opened my Bible on the 4th. Then I was lead to Psalm 110. Jesus.

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‘Undo What’s Done’

You are worth every bit of struggle. It is up to you to take those struggles and help others with theirs. That’s the meaning of being the body and Jesus† being the head. He† is with you. Never forget that!

 Undo What's Done
 
you are His† son
a tiny dot of sun‒
that can wage wars
beneath the stars
from so close
yet so far
 
I feel it all‒
deep inside
‒you have
what it takes
undo what's done
‒show the world
your sum
 
you are His† son
larger than life
cut by a knife
bleeding deep‒
from the inside
‒throw it, throw it
far from your outside
grow outward‒
don't hide
 
prove to Him†
you are more‒
than just a son
‒you are a light
shining
from a darkened sun

‘To Not See in Shame’

Micah adds to the importance of the Choose!

 To Not See in Shame
 
He's† coming–
He's† watching and...tired
nothing has changed
all lost in shame
playing a tireless game
for simple gain
‒forgetting His† glorious name
 
He's† coming‒
your songs are deranged
your mentality strange
believing in sports' games
gold chains and diamond rings
leaving His† name
out of range
condemning those who sang
glorifying His† name
 
He's† coming‒
152 sets the range
in time...sets the change
choose which side‒
you'll play your game
then it will be set
no more chances to change
you choose
it's your time
to arrange the change
before time
gets out of range
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‘Pulling A Jonah’

Adhering to the Message!

 Pulling A Jonah
 
you can run
but you can't hide
upon you, lies God's† eye
from one end to the next‒
He† does not change His† tide
He† remains the same‒
in all colors of die
 
no use in the pretend‒
no use in loud or shy
His† call to you to ride–
to accept or to deny
either way
you'll pay with your life
eternity in die
eternity in the light
you choose
you have that right
 
‒that calling comes
from really high‒
you can run
but you can't hide
you...He'll† seek and find
throw you in perils of life
'til you accept with every sigh
 
cry little birdie...cry
He'll† wait
'til you get the right high
bowing your head
reaching for the sky
 
He'll† force your comply
He† knows your heart inside
His† calling
from within or outside
important for the rise
He'll† rage the water‒
'til you submit to the cry
then you'll see‒
the beauty of the light
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‘Time Allotment’

Healing individual and nation byway of God’s tests!

 Time Allotment
 
there were so many‒
but not quite like the three
babylon, rome, egypt
 
babylon wiped from the map
rome...an enemy-insertion trap
as egypt turns
to left-over scrap
 
there were many other nations
tribes around the world
worshiping their gods
in a swirl
disappearing...gone
‒their gods' validation
 
God† over-shadows all others
they last quite a while
then smothered
God† doesn't interfere
doesn't even bother
‒leave them to the world's wonder
just how many gods
are under the thunder?
 
once mighty rulers
having gold and emeralds
hundreds of years‒
forcing slaves
to dry them tears
in each heart
placements of fear
thousands of years
controllers held dear
 
all before: Jesus† appeared
 
slowly, slowly rulers
of such magnitude...disappeared
 
are you blind...think so queer
that you can out smart‒
thousands of years!
 
just three: babylon, rome, egypt
oh my! thousands of years
they had reason‒
held their egos so dear
forcing love to the rear
live by hate, pride‒
the shield...instilling fear
 
but barely old enough
to even see rough!
built up pride and ego
not even three hundred years!
laugh, laugh, laugh
‒the emptying of the glass
chances were given
to help you last
‒you're just using it in sass
 
sweet, sweet land of milk and honey
days are coming less sunny
 
countries with more maturity
countries with much more history
fell to the feet
of the Mystery†
ancestors left
with no one to call majesty
‒take heed to that of sincerity
you're wasting a gift‒
too young...a baby
not even close to maturity
ego, pride, greed‒
wasted years in cruelty
falling to the hands
of evil in royalty!
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‘Renewing Spirit’ and ‘The Awakening’

For the Children…It’s a CHOICE!

 Renewing Spirit
 
I wake up to an empty dawn
raise my hands up
give thanks...without a yawn
knowing I wasn't deceived
I wasn't a pawn
by the One† wiser
than a fawn
 
take me, take me whole
in Your† arms...hold
for I'm just in mold
clay being recast
in gentle's bold
 
awaken me
give me strength
take me from death‒
wash away my sins
put joy in my heart
weaken this defensive anguish
steady my hands
calm my pulse
give me the words
to speak to them
like a boss
 The Awakening
 
it is of great joy
those willing to voice
‒given a sincere choice
bent over
wrapped in foil
thrown out
like a broken toy
 
those from suffering
will be the saving
their choice
in their hearts
no need to sort
 
the warnings
are coming to pass
make the choice
make it last
listen to words
already cast
fires in blast
soon to be coming fast
 
love, love one another
protect each other
from evil's smother
know life
know how to cover
shielded in hope
for your coming Brother†
 
don't be weary
don't be tired
for the light isn't a liar
but from the One† higher
the One†, your deliverer
your mother, father
brother, sister
your everlasting Father†
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‘Men of Songs’

Understanding depression and the veils by-way of Job!

 Men of Songs
 
I thrash out my complaints
I take the hurt, the blame
put it all on my shoulders‒
knowing
through all this rough terrain
not one showed sincerity
not one came
 
so I let tears fall
like rain
open my mouth
my worded train
feeling alone, empty
worthless...plain
wondering if I'm really insane
 
I cast out my stones to You†
‒Your† broken little dame
all these tasks
my life...so drained
not knowing the final aim
just take it all in‒
the arrows of false names
on invisible ropes...I hang
 
told...life is but a game
learn to play it...you win fame

 
You† and I know‒
that's not how it's framed
life isn't at all a game
You†...no one can tame
someone so righteous‒
You† easily cast in flames
and that person
will never be the same
 
when this heart
feels weak in faint
I look at all my I can'ts
I re-hear all those filthy names
know...none of them...I ain't
but I know‒
I'm such a tiny piece of grain
and the only fame
to be claimed
is that of Your† sweet, sweet name
 
I'm so, so tired
of being maimed
so tired of lonely's strain
what have I gained
on this hateful, lonely lane
 
I know it's part of Jesus'†
each and every vein
I'm so weary...feelings‒
my work done in vane
so, I call on you...Jesus†
please take all my complaints
straight to our Father†
‒pull me out
this agonizing drain
forgive all my trespasses
turn me over‒
to at least one heart
who feels the same
‒a bit of hunger
a bit of tame
to do works of good‒
in Your† sweet, sweet name
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‘A Waiting Maze’

God patiently awaits for you to choose by-way of Zechariah! The 4th message to you ‘Today’s Society’. It’s up to you to listen!

 A Waiting Maze
 
He's† not going to help
what you can do yourself
be wise, full of zeal
each other...truth...tell
don't condemn your brother
stay clear and calm of harm
evil...raise alarms
don't buy into charm
 
recognize...yes, recognize
what's in disguise
your responsibility
your turn to be wise
see through lies
it's time to stop the randomize
heal those traumatized
‒save them from lies
 
there's no such thing as elves
‒must believe in self
feelings for another...felt
in order for you to help
 
you've wasted enough time
draw that much needed line
understand...the Divine†
before it's too late
to even try
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‘Orchestrated Part’

The orchestrated part of the Jews in Jesus’ death…the same In me and YOU! The veils! The veils are put on to teach us, in order for us to grow! Trust is so very important!

 Orchestrated Part
 
it was a very long time ago
still...its people hold
to pride and ego
passing on lies
why Christ†, on the cross, died
they knew the why
–at least some on the side
but following the crowd–
far greater than the One†
up beyond the clouds
 
a man who'd done miracles
right in their faces
they refuse to believe
was of God†
they saw then denied
all past scripture
went out windows
all evidence given to see
in their books
coming to life
‒it wasn't ignorance or strife
but veils hiding the light
 
they were presented the truth
still...they remained in fool
those veils...heavy tools
when God† has something
for you to do
no different for the jews, too
since Jesus'† blood
sealing covenant...in new
for me and you…had to come true
 
they were given a choice
free-will's uncanny voice
pontious...in his armored hide
what ya want me to do?
with a mixed emotion in his eye
after all...he was a tool, too
for the role he played with the Jew†
 
they had a choice: all they saw–
this wasn't a game with toys
this was a life
put in their hands
a life of the light
to decide...their very right
the ultimate test
to trust and confess
or to kill...remain in unrest
 
the veils...so heavy to wear
testing the hearts everywhere
 
pride, ego...closed eyes
to kill...Jesus† must die
 
He† had to die anyway
it was already a paved way
 
they weren't wise to that
–after the third day
everything became fact
ignorance came in
took its crap
history didn't change–
everything written
didn't change
just the veils...God's† will
‒they didn't appreciate that
being used as tools
instead of accepting their role
they denied
the light's gold
defying God†
a purposeful stroll
passing on lies...in deny
 
some...sincerely
knowing the truth
but hiding, coveting
wearing black gowns
mourning their loss
ego, pride's heavy cost
 
they bang their heads
at the wall
they pray, pray, pray
in their heart–
(God's† not going
to do their part)
in their hearts
they must acknowledge
their part
accept it, appreciate it
then praise Jesus Christ†
the Lord†
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